Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
The evening star Is the most beautiful of all stars
All the while, believe me, I prayed our night would last twice as long.
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery